eliasweston:

Okay. Sorry. I just, you know.

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Whatever, can you order for us please?

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eliasweston:

Because this feels like one of your games. 

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I’ll give you a backrub. But you need to give me one too. 

It’s not a game, Elias. I’m your boyfriend and I’m tired, it’s not some big scheme.

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fine, deal.



eliasweston:

When have I ever given you a back rub?

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You say you love me, why wouldn’t you?

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eliasweston:

Do you want me to hire you an escort who’ll do that? Because I totally can. 

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That’s disgusting, don’t even joke.

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eliasweston:

We have a long day tomorrow, i’m probably gonna shower and knock the fuck out. 

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[frowns

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eliasweston:

[Opened the door and didn’t even get bothered by Julian’s rude upbringing because he loved the man regardless of his ruthless tactics to hurt other people.] At least you’re done packing, right?

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Yeah, you should give me a backrub tonight.

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eliasweston:

Fine. [nodding as he placed his hand on Julian’s back gesturing him forward.] Did you decide what you want because I think I want a California roll. It just seems right, you know?

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Yeah, I’ll probably get one of those too. [opens the door and steps inside, not holding it for Elias as he picks a table and sits down] I’m so tired.

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eliasweston:

[getting out of the car and walking over to Julian] Please, tell me. 

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It was a joke and obviously you missed it so it’s lame to retell jokes. 

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eliasweston:

I’m not getting out until you tell me.

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It’s nothing, come on. [closes the door and walks over to the restaurant]

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CREDIT